Lydia Lunch - What Is Memory

Blood is just memory without language
The sins of the flesh are just a sacrifice to Venus
Passion plays itself out in the killing zone of false memory
All these secrets they just stain my recollections

Little by little the sun invades the sky's absence
Day breaks, Night falls
The sun slowly rises...
Radiant dust falls in on the curtains of lost time
Light leeches out
Blood thickens
Muscles contract

I'm now in touch with the impossible
I'm obtaining the power of my existence
To rеach the opposite of existеnce
My death and I we slip away
Into the room outside my window...
I open myself to my absence
Day breaks
Night falls
No sun no slowly rising
As I die, as I die
No sound breaks from my lips
For the cry I give, for the cry I give is silence
Silence
Silence without end....